THE LITTLE GIRL STORY
Her parents never took the young girl to church, Never spoke of His Name Never read her His Word
THE Two non-believers walkin’ lost in this world Took their baby with them, what a sad little girl
Her Daddy drank all day and Mommy did drugs too, Never wanted to play, or give kisses and hugs
She’d watch the TV, and sit there on the couch While her Mom fell asleep, and her Daddy went out
And the drinking and the fighting just got worse every night Behind their couch she’d be hiding, oh what a sad little life
And like it always does, the bad just got worse With every slap and every curse
Until her Daddy, in a drunken rage one night Used a gun on her Mom, and then took his life too…
And some people from the city took the girl far away To a new Mom and a new Dad Kisses and hugs everyday READ MORE
Her first day of Sunday school, the teacher walked in. And the small little girl stared at a picture of Him
She said, I know that man there on that cross I don’t know His name, but I know He got off Cause He was there in my old house
And held me close to His side As I hid there behind our couch The night that my parents died
*****IN A STORY VERSION*****
There was an atheist couple who had a daughter. The couple never told their daughter anything about the Lord.
One night, when the little girl was five years old, the parents fought with each other and the dad shot the mom, right in front of the child.
Then, the dad shot himself.
The little girl watched it all.
She was sent to a foster home.
The foster mother was a Christian and took the child to church.
On the first day of Sunday School, the foster mother told the teacher that the girl had never heard of Jesus, and to have patience with her.
The teacher held up a picture of Jesus and said, “Does anyone know who this is?”
The little girl said, “I do. That’s the man who was holding me the night my parents died.” READ MORE